changes.

I've sat and wondered what I'd blog about for the past week, and I couldn't think of anything. Then I just thought, well I might as well write about the big changes about coming to college. So I'm from Wylie, which is a small town in the Dallas area. Everyone who lives there my age knows each other, basically you make friends in elementary school and those are the people you're stuck with. Thinking about college, I was really excited about coming, meeting new people and starting a new life. The days went by and it got closer and closer. As the day got even closer I realized I still had to say my goodbyes to everyone.


I knew it would be hard but I didn't know how hard it would be until I actually had to do it. My boyfriend was the first person I said my goodbyes to. I already knew it was going to suck really bad, but I didn't know it would be as hard as it was. Not only did I have to say goodbye to him, I had to say goodbye to his entire family who grew to love me. That broke me down a little bit because he had been my best friend for four years also. After I said bye to him I had to tell my close friends and my cousin which was really sad. I'm not the type to cry or get emotional but it hit the heart. The hardest part of the entire thing was saying bye to my dad and my brother. They NEVER cry and when I saw them cry when saying goodbye I just had to walk away... it really sucked.


Anyways, after all the sad, mushy, gushy stuff I got settled into my new room. It was really awkward because I knew no one and I was 5 hours away from my home with nothing to do or nobody to hang out with. I had no idea what to do with my life. I then realized that everything I was so excited for wasn't so exciting anymore. I wanted to pack all of my stuff and go back home. Then I thought, dang, I have to be here for 4 years. I hated it at first just because I felt so alone. Finally after a couple days I made a few new friends and things started to get easier. I kind of wish I had more friends, but maybe there's still hope, I mean, it is only the 3^rd week of school. I don't know, I still sometimes wish I was back home, but things are slowly starting to get better.

• Hopefully life will get even better.